Novel & Cerita Tokyo Mew Mew Powers

Mizuki stared at Ro, scanning her body from head to toe then closed her eyes. Ro gasped and covered her mouth in shock. "You're me," Ro whispered. Mizuki was gone and an exact replica of Ro was standing right in front of the perplexed omega. Her duplicate beamed and spoke up, "It's one of our abilities. I just mastered it." "That's really great but creepy to other people," Ro said with a slight smile. "I'm a Zenko. Inari doesn't allow us use our powers for evil. We use it to help other creatures especially humans."

"Melia not only has pyrokinesis abilities. She also has atmokinesis or the ability to manipulate the weather but she isn't in control of it just yet. If her emotional energy is strong enough, the weather changes to mimic her mood swings. "They are all empaths with telekinesis or the ability to move things with their mind and the ability to mindlink with each other and all of our coven members." "I've been trying to teach them how to shimmer or teleport for the last couple of months." "But that's just the magic I have seen and felt within them. They're still young and they haven't even tapped into their full power potential. We won't know the extent of their powers until their awakening and,

He tripped and fell backward. “Wait, so that guy in my mind… He isn’t some weird fever dream?” “What? Of course not. He’s a ‘Seishin’. One of the five great elemental powers that can be used to protect or destroy the world.” “What… is… going-“ “Alright, can do me a favor? Can you tell Rai to show himself? He can’t stay out of sight from me forever.” Tamashi’s deep blue eyes visibly shook for a few seconds. He then closed his eyes.

Derry chuckled. "With your powers sealed, you won't be able to fight him." "He doesn't have as much strength as I do." "But, he can gather great power with his alliance." I know, it's very possible that it might happen again. My powers were partially sealed because of a magic pact that night. It doesn't matter to me, because I will do anything to destroy Amber and Everett.

“This is your ticket out of here.” “What the fuck are you talking about? You want me to swallow a pill and then what?” My stomach tightens. Hopefully it’s not poison. “Strychnine,” he says simply, slipping it into the chest pocket of my prison uniform. “Causes violent muscle spasms and convulsions. High doses are deadly. But a small one, like this, will incapacitate without killing.” “And your plan is?” I ask, brow raised, watching his eyes flick toward the cameras.